Dave and Mary quite contrary live in a council block.
High in the sky, they wonder why
They have to strenghthen their front door lock.
They're living on dreams and custard creams
And laying awake at nite.
Living in fear like all the old dears.
Something just ain't right.

Though he looks quite old, he's only twenty three.
He's the father of a boy and a girl you see.
He scrimps and saves on his pittance of pay.
Just to keep his old woman at bay.

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones.
Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones.

Well, the world's full of Dave and Marys,
but what have they done wrong?
They tried too hard, they've been mentally scarred,
they're singing the same old song.
The story of Dave and Mary is a typical tragedy.
The only things they've got left in life,
are the kids and an old Capri.

She looks a mess in her tattty old dress.
She never wears make-up, she couldn't care less.
The baby was born on the day she left school.
She doesn't believe in nothing at all.

Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones.
Dave and Mary, Dave and Mary Jones.